I know why he runs He wins at every step A victory in every racking breath One foot in front of the other There are little snaps in time In which he...
I can’t eat that! Three choices of mains All heavy, somewhat difficult to swallow Meaty, sloppy, a bit scant Three or four side dishes Spicy, green,...
Nothing’s enough but the blue And the blue is never true Blue is a lie Scattered wavelengths in the sky Cold miles of infinity And endless emptiness...